City Police Station.
Zhang Wen took a phone call and said to Vice Captain Xing beside him, "Forensics just came back with the results, they found gasoline."
That meant someone had deliberately set the fire.
Vice Captain Xing, standing in front of the one-way glass, nodded towards the interrogation room and said, "It couldn't be that young master who set the fire, could it?"
Zhang Wen thought it unlikely, "Money talks. If he really wanted to target someone, he could just throw his bank card around. There would be a basketful of people willing to set the fire for him. Why would he need to do it himself if there was some deep hatred?"
True.
Jiang Zhi was the type of person who seemed skilled in cunning schemes.
Vice Captain Xing, stroking his chin, speculated, "Not setting the fire, maybe he was there to save someone?"
Zhang Wen was even more doubtful, "Is Jiang Zhi that kind-hearted?"
Vice Captain Xing immediately shook his head, "No."
